[center][h1][color=red]Jonas Highwind[/color][/h1]

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[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] In door, looking out upon the dorm parking lot
[u][b]Interacting with:[/b][/u] Dana Harada and Dallas Relo (indirectly)[hr][hr][/center]

Vaguely sensing himself being sized up for a brief moment, Jonas took the liberty to do the same. The polite, if stilted voice came out with a Japanese accent, which made sense, given that it came out of a Japanese girl. A very tall Japanese girl at that, unrepentantly tall for her race and sex. And equally unrepentantly lanky for her height as well, culminating in an altogether willowy build of just under six feet, and... 

[color=ed1c24][i]I'm not good with estimating how much girls weigh. I'll ask later, but I'd guess under 130, easy.[/i][/color]

Now, that sort of build was probably not what one would first expect of a daughter of Ares, but you also wouldn't expect lanklets like Jon Jones to be dominant MMA champs. And yet, here they were, with her having very deliberately driven to the parking lot of an Ares dorm and with Jon being just about the only reason people still discredited Cormier as "a paper champion". So that's that.

[color=ed1c24]"[i]Hajimemashite[/i],"[/color] he replied warmly in the same tongue with his own inclination of the head, taking her comparatively dainty hand into his own and all but encasing it, shaking firmly. [color=ed1c24]"Nice to meet you, Dana. I'm Jonas Highwind."[/color]

He nodded along as the oddly fashionably dressed and tall in a supermodel-y kind of way girl continued her introduction. She was cute, too, like Tara was in the rare moments where she remembered to smile without licking her chops in some manner.

Was it possibly this was some lost Aphrodite kid? He'd just noted how judging off of appearances alone wasn't reliable, but all that plus the BMW...

You never knew. Weirder things ha--

[color=9e0b0f][i]GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL.[/i][/color]

...

[color=ed1c24]"Food, huh?"[/color] he smirked. [color=ed1c24]"Answer depends on something: You moving in? I haven't gotten any notices about a new little sister so far, so..."[/color] he explained with a glib shrug.

He had to admit though, sending a cute hungry new kid to him? If this was part of a sinister plot, they knew his weaknesses better than he liked, well enough to play to them effectively.

But as long as he stayed vigilant...

She began to answer, but was cut off by another rumble from her stomach.

...

He sighed.

[color=ed1c24][i]Dal's gonna yell at me for this one, but he's already mad anyway.[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Ah, what the hell. C'mon in, I'll see if we've got anything I can scrounge together for ya."[/color] he decided, waving her in as he stepped back to the door and held it open. [color=ed1c24]"[i]Dozo.[/i]"[/color]